29th
November
2007
Here comes the sun
My mom is a kick-ass mom. Did you know that? And boy howdy, can she make me cry.
So I’ve been whimpering about the lack of sunlight.
What does my mom do?
She sends me a package. A mysterious package. It didn’t say who it was from, and I didn’t remember ordering anything, so there was this big, flat package handed to me by the postal person that was just puzzling me. Then I opened it up to reveal this:
And then, the following day, she sends me this:
The first is hung already, and we have a place for the second.
There’s nothing like a well-thought-out gift to make one feel…just plain happy and warm-n-fuzzy and like Someone Out There loves you and cares for you.
Thank you, mamasan!
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